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Steve grew up surrounded by the love of family and friends. He was a loving son, fiancé, brother, uncle, cousin, nephew and friend. He loved his fiancée Lexi, her beautiful daughter Isabella and his large extended family. He was loved in return and had a wide circle of friends. Steve was

My daughter and Sarah’s little sister died April 7th, 2013 from an accidental overdose of prescription pain medication that she had only been on for a little over 2 months. Liz was a 28 year old young woman with her life ahead of her. She loved being a CNA for

I suddenly awoke to frantic screams from my son that something was wrong with my daughter, Callie. I ran into Callie’s bedroom and saw the most frightening sight ever; my daughter appeared to be dead.
Kit #2501 saved her life.

My son, Garret James Bethke was born on July 13, 1986. Garret’s disease took his life on October 28, 2014. My beautiful child died of a heroin/meth overdose. My life changed forever. When you have a child in active addiction, we all know that the knock on the door or the phone

On July 10th, 2014 my son Ryan died of a heroin overdose. He struggled with the disease of addiction for 1 ½ to 2 years. An addiction that began with marijuana, then opiates and moved to heroin. The progression was rapid. Ryan was the oldest of our 4 children. Just 23 years

On June 22, 2013 I lost my only child, my beautiful twenty nine year old daughter Ashley (see photo). She was tragically taken from this world because 911 was not called in time of her critical need for help. The person at her side was on probation with upcoming court

I was asked to write my son Ryan’s story for this part of the Steve Rummler newsletter and honestly I am touched and afraid at the same time. I really haven’t told much of my son’s story since his passing. How does one put into words that which is nearest

Outgoing. Compassionate. Everyone’s friend. Lacrosse player. Tennis player. Comfortable in any circle. Handsome. Would talk to anyone for hours. Lead guitarist. Playful brother. Loving son. So many words describe Ian. The one that “doesn’t fit” is addict. His drug addiction took his life the day after his 19th birthday in

March 11st, 2013 was the day that I found out my son, Dylan Bradley Pearson, 19 and my only child was using heroin. By the time I found out, heroin had already gotten its grip on him. It was the beginning of my worst nightmare. Over the next year, he

My nephew, Drew Mason Miller, died on Wednesday, March 20, 2013 after being on life support for 3 days. During the few years leading up to Drew’s death, he struggled with the disease of addiction. In the end, the disease overcame him. He had four months of sobriety when he relapsed and